John Aaron Green Poet Free verse

Forsaken

Now that he is gone, the world will be lost,

they put him on a tree, not counting the cost.

Spitting and ridicule, was their aggression,

he suffered and died for them, no question.

They did not believe, that he was the savior,

crown of thorns, beatings, was their behavior.

His father looked down, he turned away,

the son was dying, the sky turned grey.

Out of death, the promise fulfilled, 

to everyone his love, the spirit instilled.

Hells power was no more, the keys taken,

he ascended on high, to just the forsaken.

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Andrea Dietrich December 22, 2011 at 10:57 PM hello, john. your strong faith stands out in all your religious poetry. Keep up the good work!

Gwendolen Song December 19, 2011 at 7:22 PM You chose a perfect title for the content of your poem. On my top 10 most fav movies is The Passion of the Christ...your poem has so many of the important messages of that movie. Hell's power no more, the keys taken, He ascended on high, to "just" the forsaken! Slam dunk of an ending, Aaron. Just great. I bet the spirit overtook you as you wrote this one! Have a blessed Christmas week. Gwendolen

Elizabeth Wesley June 19, 2011 at 7:45 AM John, your depiction of this terrible event is delivered with such compassion and love. I find your words so meaningful.

Elizabeth Wesley June 18, 2011 at 4:30 AM I have a deep respect for you inspiration and feeling here. It is beautiful.

Carol Sunshine Brown May 25, 2011 at 4:53 PM You made me cry with this one John. ~~~Magnificent ~~~ Love your writing. Love, Carol

Jim Pemberton April 21, 2011 at 1:08 AM Touching words of our savior's death.

Matt Hunt April 20, 2011 at 8:07 PM Well keep posting John. You always have my support buddy.

John Aaron Green April 17, 2011 at 10:25 AM I write my poetry, so people can read of the god that loves them, and that we have a choice, and that that choice is why we were created, i respect all people and their right to choose, and i choose to believe..

Dawn Gordon April 17, 2011 at 9:28 AM then you have this renegade bunch sucking on bottles of milk and choosing verses to believe in believing that posting erotica is given grace? no understanding of this thought..but a group of this people do exist,,,they do not have laws of God on the heart like hebrews says those who are saved are..it is common sense and a law to know posting porn is not of GOD..

Dawn Gordon April 17, 2011 at 9:26 AM yeah sad thing is people still flog and pierce him when they deny him to man as a believer..but we know the end result to that fiasco...nothing like whipping him further by hiding your belief huh? it is nauseating...